Archive for October, 2016

It was a wet day today.  No heavy rains or anything like that, just a quiet drizzle all day long.

I took the dogs for a walk through the fields and when it was time to come home, Odin decided to stay with the sheep.  I called, and called, and tried commanding (I don’t have to tell you how that went) but he had made up his mind.

The sheep needed him.


He patrolled around and walked in and out amongst them.  He seemed particularly friendly with Sherman.  Maybe it was a “guy” thing.


Eventually he tired of the roaming, or maybe he decided the sheep were safe.  It was okay to lie down and relax his guard,


just not too far away.


He spent most of the afternoon there, an unlikely sheepdog.

And while the Malamute was guarding the sheep, where was the farm’s Border Collie cross?


She knows how to spend a rainy afternoon.


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I have been enjoying these warm and sunny October days.  It is perfect weather for long walks with the dogs.


November is around the corner, how long can this weather last?

It is that time of year when I have to plan for the spring.  If I want lambs, and I do want lambs again, I have to arrange for the sheep to spend some time with a ram.

Today was the day he arrived.  This is Sherman.


The sheep huddled in the corner of the pen and eyed him with caution.


He slowly made his way towards them.


It took a bit of time, and a lot of running around, but eventually they calmed down and proper introductions were made.


Then it was time for dinner.


A shared meal is always a good way to welcome a new friend.

Sherman will stay with us over the winter and into the spring.  Once the lambs arrive (I wonder what color they will be?) he will go back to his home for the summer.

Odin always gets so excited when something new is happening so I tied him up while we unloaded Sherman.

Henry immediately thought this was a new game. The rope was there just for him.


He spent the whole time playing.


Odin didn’t even seem to notice him,


he was more interested in the new arrival, Sherman.

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Every day I walk out into the fields and see how the flerd is doing.


I am keeping an eye on Olivia’s foot.


It is hard to tell with all the mud, but I am not completely happy with it.  Every now and then it seems to be red, and even shows a little blood.  At other times it looks pretty good.

Now something else has popped up.


A lump on her neck, probably as a result of the antibiotic injections.

Experienced farmer that I am (ha ha ha!!!) I knew just what to do.  Google it.

Everything I read suggested leaving it alone and letting it heal itself.  So that is what I am going to do.  Keep an eye on it, but leave it alone.

Then there is Bitsy…


Cute little Bitsy, PJ’s baby boy lamb.  He had a ring put on when he was born, and that was supposed to do the trick.

I think the ring fell off.


This bump should not be there!!

Bitsy is now for sale.  A lovely Cheviot cross ram.

So that is what has occupied my past few days, dealing with unwelcome and unwanted lumps and bumps.

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No More Babies

I think time slipped away from me.

When I look at the last post, and compare it with what I see around me today, I realise just how much time has gone by.

Do you want to catch up?

There are no more babies on the farm.

Remember these two?


Now they look like this.


They survived meeting the dogs, sheep, cows, and chickens.  They started out as Lizzie, on the left, and Henry on the right.  Once they visited the local veterinarian for their checkup they became Henry and Howard.  Have you ever tried to determine the sex of kittens?Between the two of them,they spent about ten days stuck up trees.  The only way to get Henry back was to cut down the tree.

But they have survived, and seem to be enjoying life at Morris Brook Farm.


The lambs grew up,


and I sold the four ewe lambs.  I also sold Julie and her twins, Ju Jube and Jelly Bean.

I still have Cotton, Abbie, PJ, and the two wethers, Donald and Bitsy.  Donald and Bitsy will be here for another month or two, and then they will be making their way to colder climates.

The cows did have their babies.

Lily was first with a healthy little boy named Patrick or Paddy for short.


Olivia was next with another little brown girl.

Pretty little Willow.


Birdie was last, another little girl named Jennie.  Here she is getting checked out by the lambs.


That was a few months ago, and this is what they look like today.





and Jenny.


No more babies, mischievous teenagers are what they are now.

Jack has done quite a bit of growing this summer too.  Here he is having a rest with Patrick.


The summer hasn’t been without its challenges though.  Olivia developed an abscess on her foot.


After three rounds of antibiotics, graciously administered by Dr’s Brother Dan and Tom,and Nurse Sister-in-law Pauline, there was little improvement.  Olivia wasn’t limping any more, but the abscess was not healing.

Time to call in the big guns.  We had a veterinarian come out, and he cleaned out the wound, bandaged the foot with a poultice, and gave a different antibiotic.


Olivia looked quite dashing with her purple bandage held on with duct tape.


The antibiotic came with some pain medication, and Olivia really seemed to enjoy that. She could hardly keep her eyes open long enough to feed Willow.

We gave her another dose of the antibiotic a week later, and I am relieved to say that so far, the foot has healed.  It is possible the infection may come back, but I am keeping my fingers crossed that it is gone.

I will keep you posted, and not four months from now.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

PS. Thank you to meadowmice and Brother Tom for the reminders of how long I’ve been away.

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